February 22, 2012
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commitment…
He texts twice a day. Good morning….Have a good night. I happily text back. He’s flirtatious and sweet, sending hugs and kisses…wishing me well at work.
He doesn’t act like he’s afraid to commit. Honestly, he acts like he’s happy as a clam to have me around. I chuckle to myself and enjoy it. We are both off this weekend so maybe we can do something fun.
Work….like puzzle pieces falling into place, it’s all making sense. I’m proving my worth. Today I asked to remain in a “difficult” case. It proved to be the right move because I won the respect of the specialty team leader, the supervisor, and the very difficult to please surgeon. I felt like singing when it all fell into place, familiar as riding a bike. Home. What a thrill to hear the specialty leader praise my work. It was wonderful when she told me that the surgeon was glad that I was in his room because I knew what I was doing.
I walked out on cloud nine…never mind the magnolia husks in the parking lot.
Two more days….then I get to see D. Looking forward to that.
